#they need more sleepys time together please please please they'd cuddle in bed and get too lazy to get up because it's so comfy

[morriemonnie]

if youre taking requests could you draw sum sleepy sprout x cosmo🙏

MOVE BRUH UR TAKING UP THE ENTIRE SPACE!!!!

[cheeseceli]

Mornings with SKZ

Pairing: Ot8!Skz × Gn!reader (individually)

Genre: fluff, headcanons

Request: Ot8 skz and their s/o mornings together

Warnings: mentions of food, skinship, established relationship

A/n: posting this as a reminder I still exist 😭 | Daily click

Bang Chan

First three times you shared a bed with him freaked you out because Why'd you always wake up alone??

He'd already be starting his day

Showering, making breakfast, even working already depending on the day

But he'd always be as silent as possible so to not wake you up

Once you inevitably do, he stops whatever he was doing so he can say hello to you

Good morning hug 🙂‍↕️

"Hi babe, did I wake you up? Sorry, I'll be quieter next time. Come here"

Lee Know

You'd wake up with the smell of something delicious being made

Best breakfast ever!!

And he'd keep cooking after he feels you hugging him from behind

Asks you if you slept well 😔

Of course you slept well, how could you not with his three cats sleeping with you?

They'd only wake up later on though

It gives you two time to spend together before the day actually starts

"I'm almost done cooking it, you can go sit if you want."

Changbin

Please be someone who likes mornings

I see him as such an early bird for some reason

A very energetic one for all that is worth

So he'd love it if you wanted to be active since the early morning

Going out for breakfast, jogging a little bit, maybe just walking around the town

He loves to start his day with you, no matter what you're doing

"The day is so beautiful already! Do you want to go out? We can go to that cafe you like."

Hyunjin

He'd probably wake up before you, but he's not getting out of bed until you do

He's on the lazy morning racha, what can I say

But he's there, laying with you and cuddling you, sweetening your dreams a little bit more

It's a little bit funny cause he's waiting for you to wake up but he's not doing anything to entertain himself

Not even using his phone

Maybe he's still a bit dreamy and is just savouring this peaceful moment

Brightest smile ever when you open up your eyes

"Hello, love. Did you sleep well?"

Han

There's no such thing as morning with him

Bro is ready to wake up only after eleven am

And please don't be an early bird because he needs to be with him

Yes, he will be asleep, but he also wants to be with you

He's such a cuddler

Even if you woke up, I'm not sure you'd be able to get away from his hold

"C'mon, baby. Just five more minutes."

Felix

Breakfast in bed!!!

I cannot imagine a morning that is more him than that

He's so gentle when waking you up as well

Softly calling out your name and maybe even kissing your forehead

It would be like 8/9 am when he'd wake you up

So that gives you two quite a time to spend together

"Wake up, angel. I made some food for you."

Seungmin

It doesn't always happen, but whenever it's possible, he loves to watch the sunrise with you

Even if you're so sleepy you barely register the scene

It's kinda magical

He won't admit it though

Mornings with him are low-key quiet, you both still a little bit sleeping

It's also when he's the most vulnerable

"Come here" he asks with open arms, just waiting for your touch.

I.N

He's the second part of the lazy morning racha

He loves doing absolutely nothing with you

Just laying in bed or on the couch and catching up with your favourite drama energises him so much

He especially lives to this on his days off

It's rare to be able to do nothing for a while, so he won't lose an opportunity to do so

"Oh, there's a new episode of the drama we were watching last week. Wanna see it?

Masterlist | you'll probably like: first relationships

Reminder this is just fiction!! I'm not trying to portray real life and you shouldn't believe that this is how the members actually are. This is just for the vibe and the delulu!

Taglist (open!): @yuyubeans @dandelions-143 @sleepyleeji @jinnie-ret @sheraayasherrecs @rockstarkkami @urlocalmultigroupfan @aeinzzzketchup

Dividers by @cafekitsune | images 1, 2 and 3

[carbo-ships]

Chapter XXVI

Beginning: Chapter I Previous: Chapter XXV

Ardis was half-asleep with her head in Papa's lap. He idly played with her long braids as he watched a rerun of that evening's soccer game on the lounge's TV. His wine glass sat empty on the media cabinet. His eyes occasionally abandoned the screen to gaze adoringly at his angel. The light of her halo ebbed and flowed with each slow breath she took.

Most of the ghouls had left the lounge to play cards downstairs or to get some sleep. Only Mountain and Aether remained. The drummer had his attention focused on the game, but Aether regularly found himself distracted by the way Ardis would periodically snuggle into Papa to make herself more comfortable.

When the match ended, Mountain stood from the couch, stretched, and quietly announced his intention to retire for the night.

"Yes, I suppose it's getting late," Papa agreed. He looked down at the young woman who was using him as a pillow and smiled. "Ardis?"

"Hmm?" came her sleepy reply, blinking up at him.

"I need to go to bed now, cara," he cooed, rubbing her back.

"Noooooo..." she whined weakly, wrapping her arms around his waist and snuggling against him.

Papa's heart threatened to melt. "Doll," he chuckled, "it's a long tour. There will be plenty of opportunities to cuddle with your papa, eh?"

She sighed and sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Papa kissed her temple before standing, amusement in his warm eyes. "Good night, all. I'll see you in the morning." With that, he and Mountain left the lounge.

"It seems like you need to go to bed as well," Aether said with a grin. He stood and offered his hand to her. "Come on, cara. Get yourself ready for bed, and then we can cuddle up in my bunk for a bit before we go to sleep."

"Okay," she agreed with a yawn, allowing him to help her up. She was already in her pajamas, so she sleepily shuffled downstairs to brush her teeth.

When she returned to the upper level, Aether was already lying on his back in his bunk. He silently extended his arm to her and then patted his chest. Ardis got down and slid into the bunk with him to lie on his chest. He closed the bunk's curtain to give them a bit of privacy. "There we go," he murmured, wrapping his arms around her and kissing the top of her head. She let out a pleased hum and snuggled into him.

The couple enjoyed each other's presence in silence for a while before Ardis finally spoke up. "Aether?" she whispered as quietly as she could.

"Yes, angel?" he whispered back.

It took her a moment to summon her courage. "You looked really handsome today."

Aether grinned. "I did?" They'd been together for months and it was blatantly clear that she was attracted to him, but she still seemed to struggle saying it out loud. "Did you like how I looked in my uniform?" he guessed.

"Mmhm."

"Aww, sweet girl... No wonder you were so flustered during the concert. I saw how excited you got whenever I gave you some attention." He decided to push his luck. "Did I look... hot, would you say?"

It took Ardis a long time to answer. She seemed anxious. "Is that okay?" she finally asked.

"Of course that's okay," he assured her. He realized this must have been a very vulnerable conversation for her. "You can think I'm hot, I don't mind. Far from it. In fact, I'd be flattered."

She wouldn't look at him. "Then... yes. You look hot in your uniform."

He smiled broadly, holding back a chuckle. "Thank you, Ardis." He was determined to explore this as much as he could. "What about me do you find so attractive, hmm? You've had your eye on me since the day we met, and now I'd like you to tell me why."

"You already know why," she said with a sigh.

He grinned. "Perhaps. But I'd like you to tell me anyway."

She looked up at him timidly. "Promise you won't laugh?"

"Cross my heart."

She took a deep breath. "I really like how big and strong you are."

"Is that so?" It was just as he'd suspected.

"Mmhm. Especially, um..." She was clearly mortified to admit it. "Especially your arms."

"My arms," he repeated with a smile. "I had a feeling that was the case, cara." He wrapped his arms around her more tightly and she let out a shuddered sigh.

"Oh, Aether..." she whimpered, hiding her face in his neck.

"Shhh, shh, shh..." He kissed her temple comfortingly. "Nothing to be ashamed of, tesoro. I put a lot of work into these. I'm glad you're enjoying them." He felt her give a little nod. "Stay the night again?" he requested.

"Are you sure?" Ardis asked, daring to peek up at him again. "I don't want to disrupt your sleep. You need your rest and I don't want Papa getting upset with me because I've kept his best guitarist up."

"Perish the thought," he scoffed. "As if Papa could ever be cross with you. The man loves you almost as much as I do."

Ardis's eyes widened in shock. Her heart skipped a beat. "Huh?"

"Oh, don't look so surprised. Of course he does. You were using the man as a pillow just now. Do you think he lets just anyone do that?"

"No, I– You– You love me?" she stuttered.

It was Aether's turn to get flustered. "Oh! I, uh..." He realized he'd never said that out loud before. The cat was out of the bag. "Well... Yes." He swallowed hard. "I love you. I hope that's alright."

She nodded, still staring up at him with wide eyes and a stunned expression. "Yes, that's alright. I, um, I love you, too."

Aether held her tighter against his chest. He could feel her heart racing. He hadn't planned on telling her that during the tour – he didn't want to risk making her uncomfortable while she was cramped on a bus with him. Although he supposed he didn't know exactly when he'd planned on telling her. Perhaps he'd secretly hoped she'd just know somehow without him having to say the words out loud. But no, she deserved more than that. "I'm sorry I haven't told you that before," Aether said. "I've loved you for quite a while."

"Me, too," she admitted. "Although I suppose that was rather obvious, wasn't it?"

He chuckled. "Yes, a bit. But I'll ask again – stay the night?"

Next: Chapter XXVII

[eryiss]

Summary: Loke and Freed had been dating for a while when Loke stumbled on the paper. Freed had been seeing how he conformed to Leo traits? How cute. And what a perfect opportunity to see what Zodiac traits his darling Prince had. And, maybe confess his love as well. Who knows?

Notes: Hey everyone. Here’s the fifth instalment for the rare pair week by @thunderandlightningstriketwice. I love when I get to write Loke so this was very nice, and I hope you all enjoy it. Also I know nothing about the zodiac so please forgive anything that I got wrong.

Links: FFN, Ao3, Other Event Fics

Love Of The Zodiac

Dating as a Zodiac spirit was challenging, but Loke wasn't going to let that stop him from trying. He had to balance his three lives: his time in the celestial world, his time as Lucy's partner and assistant, and his time as the passionate, flirtatious lover to the delightful, intelligent and beautiful Mister Freed Justine.

He was enjoying one of those lives more than the other right now.

The moment Lucy had returned from her latest mission, she had summoned him and told him that he was off the clock, and would only be needed if the world was going to end again. That was as good as it got when you were associated with Fairy Tail, so he bid the lady a good day with a kiss on the back of her hand - he was a flirt by nature, Freed understood that so didn't mind the occasional flattery of someone else - and rushed off the Freed's house. It was late in the night, but Freed still might be awake.

It had been a week and a half since they'd last seen each other, and Loke was desperate, so maybe he ran to Freed's home. He let himself in without a key, Freed runed his house rather than having locks and had allowed Loke full access. He didn't shout out to the room, just in case Freed was asleep, and instead looked around the house.

All the lights downstairs were off, so Freed had gone to bed. Shame.

Still, Freed was a cuddler, and Loke loved being in bed with him.

But when he went into Freed's bedroom, which was empty too. With a frown, he wandered around the hallway of the house and pushed opened some of the doors. He wasn't in the bathroom, nor was he on a mission because he would have told Loke before he left, so he was probably- ah. There he was. Sleeping at the desk in his study again.

Sleepy idiot. Loke adored him.

He should probably take his boyfriend and tuck him into bed - and he would - but a piece of paper on the desk caught his eye. It was a small list in Freed's now familiar handwriting, and when Loke brought the candle that was still flickering close to the paper, he saw the title, and chuckled: 'Leo Zodiac Traits - Loke.'

His darling boyfriend, who had once stated that the personality aspect of the zodiac signs only existed to make sad people feel better about themselves, had been applying the Leo signs to him. Well that was just adorable, and would be so fun to tease him about when he was next awake.

It was also interesting, because this would give him an insight into how Freed saw him. He probably shouldn't look. He definitely shouldn't. But Freed was asleep and Loke was filled with residual Freed-Loving energy, so he did it anyway.

And if Freed got annoyed, Loke knew how to make it up to him. Five times a night.

Of course, he was going to help Freed get comfy first. He scooped the man up in his arms without disturbing him - Freed would not wake up if he didn't want to, and he didn't seem to want to at that moment - and slowly brought him to their bedroom. Freed's bedroom. It was Freed's bedroom. They'd only been dating for a couple of months. They hadn't moved in together yet, even if Loke spent almost all of his spare time there.

Quickly, and with a kiss to the top of Freed's lovely forehead, he changed Freed into his sweatpants and tucked him under the duvet. He also placed a pillow into Freed's chest, so he could have something to cuddle into. Immediately, Freed wrapped the pillow up in a tight hug. Adorable.

He was back in the study a moment later, looking at the list that Freed had written. Apparently, he wrote down a Leo trait and how it apparently applied to Loke.

'1: Boundlessly Self Confident - You need to be unequivocally proud of who you are to flirt so shamelessly. Clearly he thinks highly of himself. He's right.'

Loke chuckled. It was true, to be as flirtatious as Loke was, you needed to think yourself as a pretty damn incredible person, and Loke did think that. He didn't apply false modesty; he was hot and he knew it, he was smart and he knew it, and he was charming and he knew it. And if Freed's little note at the end of the sentence was correct, Freed knew it too. Good.

'2: Engage And Inspire Others - He's boundlessly kind, even if he hides it, and will supply support and care whenever he can to whoever needs it,'

Oh, well that was a little more real than Loke had expected. Honestly, Loke didn't know if Freed had seen that side of him. He didn't know if that side of him was big enough to notice. Most of his time with Freed, he'd turned his flirtatious charm up to eleven to make him seem like the most dashing, darling man that Freed could ever meet. To see that Freed had seen past that made Loke feel all… warm inside. Maybe this was what people were talking about when they said relationships made you feel fluttery inside your stomach.

'3: Big Heart Which Is Openly Shared - He contains so much love inside of him that, even when he does his best to hide it under his charm, anyone who knows him can see him.'

So the warm feeling inside of him just doubled. He really didn't know how to deal with that. This was maybe his first real relationship, and so the sweet words and honest kindness of his boyfriend was a little overwhelming. It was a lot overwhelming. He couldn't stop smiling.

'4: Stubborn To A Fault - He flirted with me for months because I didn't know how to deal with his potentially retuned feelings. I'm glad he did it. I regret making him wait for so long.'

Okay, so Freed had just dispelled the quiet voice that told him maybe Freed had only agreed to date him because Loke had worn him down. Freed had actually wanted to do something with him during their early flirtation, and possibly even a little before. That was quite a big thing to happen so suddenly. Loke quickly looked to the next part of the list, the smile wide and unstoppable.

'5: Optimistic - His very life is seeing the beauty in people. I think I love him.'

Fuck. Oh fuck.

'6: Loves Life and All That Is In It - Maybe he loves me too.'

Did he?

——

He did, as it turned out.

Throughout the night, he'd thought about it a lot. How the feelings of unburdened attraction and fondness, which he'd never felt before, must be something. And that something seemed quite similar to love. Loke was never the kind of man to do things by halves, so why should the way he dated be any different? He loved Freed, and he needed to tell Freed.

And tease him, of course. That was just natural.

"You know, Freed," Loke said as he walked into Freed's study three days later, holding the paper in his hands. "If you're going to write about me, you might want to keep it in a more secure place. Unless you wanted me to find it, of course."

As Freed looked at the paper and a flash of understanding ran over his face. Loke sauntered towards his boyfriend and sat on his tap, straddling him and grinning down at him. Freed was blushing - he always blushed when Loke was on his lap; he loved him so much! - and couldn't stop looking between Loke's face and the piece of paper. It was so cute!

"I-" Freed began, voice a little shaken. "How much of it-"

"I read all of it," Loke teased. He'd do this for a little while longer, then tell him. "Some very interesting things. I'm stubborn to a fault, am I? That's very charming. After all that relentless flirting, you say something so harsh about me. I'm hurt."

"Loke-" Freed began, but Loke was having fun, so he cupped Freed's cheeks to stop him from talking.

"But don't worry, you said lots of very nice things about me, didn't you My Prince?" Loke chuckled, and Freed's cheeks went red under his hands. "I mean, you went on and on and on about how spectacular I am. And you're right, of course, I am perfection, but you practically wrote a sonnet about it," Loke grinned and placed a small kiss on Freed's nose. It twitched; it always twitched. "But, I'm afraid My Prince, it's time for me to return the favour."

"Loke, I need-"

"You need to let me speak," Loke grinned, placing a finger on Freed's lips. He rose an eyebrow, and Freed nodded. "So, as I was reading the love letter from the most handsome man on the planet - trust me, I've checked - it got me to thinking, I don't actually know your zodiac sign. An awful oversight, I know, and you can make me regret it later, but it did present a fun opportunity. Could I be able to figure out what your zodiac sign is by seeing what traits you have. And now, since you seem so interested in the science of the zodiac," Freed rolled his eyes slightly at that, "I thought I'd present my findings to you."

Freed didn't say anything, but he did nod, so Loke went on.

"Perhaps you're an Aries," Loke said in a musing voice. "Traditionally they're very self confident and love to be number one. That's you down to a 'T', isn't it? Self proclaimed leader of your team?"

Freed tried to hide his smile in an unimpressed expression. Loke saw past it.

"Or maybe you're a Taurus. Known for their indulgence and love of all things luxurious," Loke grinned, and stroked Freed's cheek with his finger. He loved the way that Freed leaned into it. "And, well, you wouldn't be My Prince if you didn't have a fonder for the finer things in life. Your nation wide subscription to the hot springs of Magnolia shows that, doesn't it?"

With a small chuckle, Freed let his eyes close. He always got so relaxed when Loke was being affectionate.

"Perhaps you're a Gemini," Loke hummed, taking a moment to appreciate his boyfriend. "A mind fuelled by curiosity. This very room shows you just how hungry you are for knowledge. I'm sure each of these books was brought so you can expand your mind into a brand new avenue."

Freed averted his eyes, but was smiling. He looked just like he did when Loke had just begun to flirt with him, a little bashful but pleased with himself. Smug asshole; Loke loved him so so much.

"Or maybe you're a cancer sign," Loke hummed, leaning down so their noses butted against each other, and he could feel Freed's breath on his face. "You definitely follow your intuitions, and if your aversion to my flirting is telling, you're quite protective of your emotions," Freed looked away at that, so Loke took his chin in hand and made sure he was looking at him. "Which is why I'm so flattered by the fact you've let me know you. And I promise I will never hurt you."

"I know you won't," Freed whispered, and Loke smiled. He pressed a kiss to Freed's beauty mark, before grinning wise again,

"Of course, there's also the Virgo sign," He laughed, and Freed chuckled a little. "At heart you're definitely a perfectionist. I've seen you writing your runes, very impressive, but you won't use them until they're exactly how you want them. That's very Virgo of you."

"You know I don't actually believe this," Freed began, but Loke smushed his face up to stop him.

"I have a lovely note that says you completely believe it and you love the zodiac and all astrology," Loke taunted. "Which brings me into you being a Libra. Diplomatic and fair. Even mister practical decided he'd let himself think about the zodiac affecting traits being real. That's very fair of you."

Loke pressed a kiss to Freed's nose again. Then his beauty mark. Then his jaw.

"Scorpio next," Loke said in between kisses. "Mystery and courage. I barely knew you for years, very mysterious. And you must have been very courageous to constantly have to fight back your attraction to me all those years. You must have been so jealous of all those lovely men and women I had fawning over me."

"Not at all," Freed smiled slightly. "Until you started wearing a suit, I didn't understand your appeal."

"So shallow, Prince," Loke mocked offence, but continue kissing Freed all over. "That's not very Sagittarius of you. Which is slightly ironic, given I was sure you were a Sagittarius for quite a while. You basically live your life looking for the completion of your knowledge."

He was kissing Freed's collar bones now. Freed lifted his head to let him.

"Then I thought perhaps you were an Aquarius," Loke said as he nibbled on Freed's neck. "A humanitarian revolutionist. I've seen you on your missions; you're unstoppable when you're trying to make the world a better place," He smirked into Freed's neck. "It's very sexy of you."

"Loke," Freed panted a little.

"And then there's Pisces, sensitive and empathic," Loke hummed into Freed's jaw, loving now the vibrations affected the man. "Maybe you hide that side of you, but it's definitely there."

He gave Freed's jaw a little nibble, knowing that it would leave a mark for later. Freed would probably get a little annoyed at him when he realised it, but Loke liked to think that what he was going to say next would make Freed forget about any of his troubles at all. And given Freed's tiny moan, maybe it wouldn't be needed.

"So, that's how you conform to all of the zodiac signs," Loke grinned, pulling back and looking at Freed again. "You're a complicated man."

"You didn't mention Leo," Freed whispered, looking dazed.

"I didn't, and there's a very good reason for that," Loke poked Freed on the nose. "The answer was staring me in the face all the time. It was right there in front of me," He smirked down at Freed, tipped up his chin, and gave him his most sexy smile. "You belong to the Leo's."

"Belong?" Freed asked, voice a little breathless.

"That's right," Loke nodded. "The stars of Leo have claimed you, and I have no plans to let you go."

"I can deal with that," Freed panted. "And you're right. I am a Leo."

"I know My Prince," Loke leant down and pressed a slow, delightful, loving kiss to his boyfriend's lips. Freed kissed back with equal passion. "And I love you too, Prince. Never ever doubt that."

[junko-and-riri-domain]

exam season ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ni-ki

“you aren't wasting my time, and you need rest. please, ___ this isn’t healthy.” riki pleaded, and he seemed so genuinely concerned for you.  “I know we’re labelled as rivals all the time but I want to get to know you better. as someone who ranked 1 consistently, I wanted to meet the one person who managed to achieve the same thing."

or 

you and nishimura riki are rivals under the same company. after all, being the same age and pretty much the same level of talent made you and him quite unstoppable. the company thought it’d be a good idea to let you two meet and get along, but it turned out to be quite the opposite ordeal. though, this always remained to be a respectful rivalry. nothing petty.

warnings : overworked reader, insecurities, fainting from exhaustion, hints at negative body image ( good ending ) 

note : this is also off the top of my head, please ignore any mistakes !

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ rest under the cut

what were you supposed to think?

you had to admit it to yourself though, similar age and practically same amount of skill in dance would mean that this unit would be pretty much unstoppable. it’s just ;; the unspoken consequences of young teamwork at play. 

training for about half a year at belift, you’ve become quite popular among the trainees. they describe you as a dance prodigy. if you were going to be honest, it was kind of embarrassing. the spotlight was okay depending on the circumstances but, to be described as something so honorable made you feel like you weren’t worthy of it. on top of that, your vocals were always stable while practicing, making you stand out and always place #1 on exams. 

and so you started to practice harder, with the same thought of

‘i have to prove that i’m worthy to be labeled as a prodigy, otherwise why else am i here?’ 

to ni-ki, you were always so hardworking. sometimes, he thought it was too much. he’d pass by the room you were practicing in during lunch breaks and he would see you dancing your heart out, sweat threatening to fall from your face. he could tell you were tired, but due to the rules, he wasn’t allowed to talk to you. he considered you his opponent in a way, but it wasn’t to the extent of ruining your workflow. 

and to you, ni-ki seemed like a charming rival. the way he danced had always mesmerized you, his snaps and swift moves are always close to perfect. this motivated you to practice even harder, despite already achieving extreme skill. you often nitpicked on yourself and keep saying that you’re not doing something well enough, and that you’re not good enough and you have to try harder. you honestly thought he was kind of annoying. not only is he literally so tall, he's a dancing machine. everything that you wanted to be. ni-ki may have been your unspoken rival, 

but overcoming your extreme feeling to be better than the previous day is your true rival. 

coming home after training, you were always exhausted. as much water you drank, it never felt as if it quenched the thirst you brought upon yourself from working so hard. while doing homework you always zoned out, your concentration nowhere to be found. at some point, you even stopped messaging your friends as much as before, ignoring any notification that popped up and practicing till the sun peeked above the horizon.

this feeling of wanting to slip away into well-deserved rest never sat right with you.

'if I have time to do something, then I'll do it now. rest can wait.'

---

the week before, an exam was assigned to all the trainees. the exam was to be separated by gender, but you thought this was kind of dumb. and so what did you do? you asked the choreographer if you could take both of the choreographies instead of being categorized into one section.

"that's a great idea, ___! I'll allow it this once, since you always rank 1 anyways. in fact, why don't I ask riki if he wants to do an co-op exam with you? you guys are the same age right?"

all you could do was let out a hum and nod.

'nishimura riki... I hope I don't mess anything up.'

"he always ranks 1 in exams as well so I think it'd be perfect!" he continued, a bright smile flashed across his face at the realization of a great performance in development.

he walks off, and briskly walks to where riki usually practiced.

phew

you let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding. you've done many exams before but it had never been with another person. trying to convince yourself everything would be okay, your intrusive thoughts came in again.

'what if i embarass myself? what if I can't learn the choreo and mess everything up? what if he doesn't like m- wait. that doesn't even matter- ugh.'

you stood there for so long thinking to yourself about the future that one of the trainees had to tap you on the shoulder to make sure you didn't see medusa or something. repeating your little sorries and thank yous, you left the practice room and went on your way home.

you'd think that after weeks of non-stop overworking you'd hit your limit by now. the thing is, you never learn your lesson until you have to learn it the hard way. and that's exactly what's gonna happen.

---

back to the present, riki was currently doing a run-over of what he thinks you guys should do to make the choreography better. if there was one thing you and him had in common, it's that you always wanted to be ranked 1 through hard work.

however, you disagreed with some of the steps he created, and respectfully asked if you could show him what you were thinking of. in all honesty, riki was quite impressed. he'd never seen you dance up close since all he was able to do was take quick glances, but seeing you pour your heart into what you love and being absolutely great at it, it kind of gave him the feels.

yes. the feels. the butterflies. 🦋🦋🦋

though, in the next moment, butterflies was far from what he felt. his stomach did a full 180 and his face in such a shocked state as he watched your eyes roll back as your body practically shut down in front of him. he sped down to your side quickly and shouted for help, as he tried to shake you awake.

"please please wake up, I'm not sure if you'd wake up at all if you fell asleep so please..."

was the last faint thing you heard before slipping into unconsciousness.

---

beep , beep , beep

your eyes flutter open to reveal that you were in the nurse's office in the same building. to say you were relieved was an understatement, hospitals scared you a lot more since they'd have to call your parents.

looking around the dim room, it still resembled a hospital room, monitor, needles, riki, IV, wait. riki?

your eyes practically shot back to where he sat, head bowed down in an awkward position, closed eyes with phone in hands.

honestly speaking, it was kind of cute. but you knew it was uncomfortable. and you also felt SUPER guilty making him wait for you and practically ruining practice. he stirred a bit, easy to wake up due to the uncomfy position his neck was in.

in a couple of seconds you hear him ask, "___? you're awake?"

"riki.. what happened?"

"the trainer, our choreographer and the building's medical team were all here. they said that you were overworking yourself. not only that, you didn't eat, drink, or sleep enough. which I can only assume is because you're constantly practicing."

"... I'm guessing that has to be true then, if I'm already here. riki, I'm sorry."

"sorry for what?"

"for wasting your time. you didn't have to be tangled up in my mess if I wasn't an idiot and asked them for a different exam. we could'v-"

he cut you off, “you aren't wasting my time, and you need rest. please, ___ this isn’t healthy.” riki pleaded, and he seemed so genuinely concerned for you.  “I know we’re labelled as rivals all the time but I want to get to know you better. as someone who ranked 1 consistently, I wanted to meet the one person who managed to achieve the same thing. you didn't disappoint me, you didn't waste my time, in fact, it was fun watching you disagree with the things I said. but then you fainted in front of me. I had no idea what to do, but thankfully Jungwon-hyung came in and helped me. but all that aside, your body needs rest. I've talked too much."

"it's okay, your voice seems to be making me sleepy anyways."

he didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult.

you handed him a spare pillow from your bed though, so he'll just take it as a compliment for now.

he didn't know what took over him in the next few seconds but he slowly put his phone in his pocket and reached his hand out to you, his hand resting on the bed right next to your waistline. as if it was beckoning you, your hand gravitated towards his, and the warmth of his hand and his comforting presence was enough to lull you back to sleep.

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all the trainees in the floor were gathered in practice room #1, awaiting the announcement to see who got rank 1.

of course, they were expecting you and riki, but not together at the same time.

"nishimura riki, ___ ___. rank #1"

you and riki looked at each other in excitement, you could do nothing but listen at the moment, but celebration was in order later.

celebration? oh did you mean cuddles, making sure you're rested well and eating okay, hand holding, and a whole lot of light-hearted teasing? yeah.

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ written by junko

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The Undateables version! Here's the Brothers' post~

Also:

Not Obey Me related, but I recently found this picture and felt is was fitting lol

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Diavolo:

His Queen had only been living with him for a few days at this point.

The couple had been dating for two years and the prince had finally decided to bring up the subject of MC moving in with him.

He had wanted to for a while now, but was a afraid to seem too pushy with his Sweetheart.

Plus, part of him worried that they wouldn't want to. After all, there's always something fun going on at House of Lamentation. In comparison, his castle is a quiet, cold place.

That only made the prince want his human to live with him even more though

So when the two discussed the idea and MC said yes, the man was overjoyed.

It's been three days since his Sweetheart moved in though and they seemed rather anxious.

This night, the prince had been working late and was finally ready to retreat to his room for the night, but upon seeing his bed empty and Queen missing, the man grew concerned.

Diavolo stopped his butler in the hall, who was also retreating for the night, to ask where MC was.

Barbatos had informed his lord that the human was in the kitchen, baking some sort of cookie-brownie hybrid treat.

Diavolo raised an eyebrow before thanking his friend and heading to the kitchen.

Just as the other demon said, MC was in the kitchen. The human sat on the floor in front of the stove, watching the treats bake.

"My Queen?"

The human jumped, but upon noticing it was their boyfriend, gave an anxious smile.

"Oh... hi Sweetie."

The prince sat on the floor next to the human, laying his hand on their leg.

"What's wrong? Why are you sitting on the floor at this time of night?"

The human didn't answer, just went back to staring at the stove and wrapping their arms around themselves.

The big demon pulled them into his arms, embracing his Sweetheart.

"MC, you know you can talk to me."

The human buried their face in his chest, breathing in their boyfriend's scent and letting themselves find peace from it.

"I just...please don't be upset..."

He raised an eyebrow.

"Why would I be upset?"

The human sighed and explained it to their boyfriend.

When Diavolo had asked them if they wanted to move in with him, the human became anxious. They weren't really good with change and didn't wanna leave the Brothers, who had become family to them

But they also felt pressured to. Not by Diavolo, but by unspoken expectations. Wasn't two years a long time to date without moving in together? They didn't have anything to compare it to, but they assumed so.

They worried that by saying no, they'd be halting the progression of their relationship and acknowledged that even if they loved living at House of Lamentation that surely they couldn't do so forever.

MC agreed because it felt like it was inevitable that it would happen at some point.

For the first two nights, MC could push through because they got to cuddle their boyfriend as they fell asleep, but since he worked late tonight, MC became so unbearably lonely

And all they could think about was how if they still lived at House of Lamentation that they could have gone to Levi's room to play games or head to the kitchen with Beel and chat as he ate or be comforted by Asmo when gets back from a party or stop in to check up on Lucifer and bring him coffee

But they couldn't because they weren't there and that made the human incredibly anxious and sad.

The human knew it wasn't as if they'd never see the Brothers again, that it was just that they were restricted to the daytime

But their anxiety about the change was still enough to push the human into keeping busy, hence the baking.

The prince felt so guilty. He kissed his Queen's forehead.

"I'm so sorry, my Sweetheart. I did not know that this would be such a difficult adjustment for you."

"I...I didn't say anything so of course you didn't know. Please don't blame yourself."

Diavolo kept his human close and stroked their hair.

"What can I do for you? Would you...would rather move back in with Lucifer and his brothers?"

MC pulled back and gave a small smile to their boyfriend.

"You're too sweet." The human leaned in and kissed their boyfriend. "Dia...thank you. I want stay here with you though; I want to give this a chance because...I know if I can adapt that we're going to be so very happy."

Diavolo smiled back at his Sweetheart and pulled them back in for a tight hug

...then starting smelled something burning.

After handling the now charcoal-looking treats, the prince carried his Queen bridal style back to their room, loving his human so deeply and cherishing this time with them as they both fell asleep.

Barbatos:

MC was staying the night at the castle with him. It was the first time the two of them have ever slept in the same bed

And ever done some...others things.

Tonight was definitely a milestone for the couple.

After the nights activities, the two had fallen asleep.

At some point though, Barbatos woke up with a sudden gnawing feeling as if something was wrong

And glanced at the other side of the bed to find that the human was gone.

After getting dressed, the man wandered the castle in search of them and found MC in the kitchen.

"My Dear?" The butler stepped inside just in time to see them pull the pie out of the oven.

The human smiled nervously at him.

"Oh...hi." They looked away. "Sorry, I just...yeah."

Barbatos raised an eyebrow.

"Is there something on your mind?" He approached the human as they set the pie on the on the counter.

MC stared down into the pie.

"Barb...are you really okay with settling for me?"

The man pursed his lips and stared at them for a moment before laying his hand on their cheek.

"I am sorry I that ever made you believe such a thing was worth asking, my Pet. I assure you, 'settling' is not the case. Life has gifted me with you and I treasure you above all else."

"E...Even though I'm human?"

"MC, I have no issues with your race. You are a person, same as I, and a lovely one at that."

The human launched at the man, pulling him into a hug. Eyes wide, Barb started stroking their hair.

"Is this why you're out of bed and...baking in the middle of the night?"

"Mhmm." His Dear mumbled from against his chest. "I just...I couldn't sleep after...you know...and these thoughts filled my head and I just wanted to keep busy so I didn't have to focus on them."

"Do you regret it, my Dear? Did we move too fast?"

"No!" MC pushed back. "I was ready...I was so happy. I just...afterwards, it just felt kinda scary. You make me feel so incredibly loved and it's overwhelming since I don't feel as if I deserve it."

The human took his hand and squeezed it.

"I love you. This...this is just me. This is my issue and you help just by loving me despite it, okay?"

Barbatos leaned in and kissed their forehead.

"Alright, my Dear." He told them. "Now, is there anything you need?"

MC glanced at the pie then smiled shyly.

"...Wanna eat some cherry pie with me?"

He gave them a small smile in return.

"If that is what you wish, my Dear."

Solomon:

MC was spending the night at Purgatory Hall with their boyfriend.

It was around 1am when Solomon felt the other human slip out of bed.

Assuming they just needed to use the restroom, the man didn't think much of it and let himself drift back to sleep.

About an hour later, the man turned on his side and reached out to hold his little Minx to his chest, just to find the space next to him still empty.

The sorcerer frowned, not able to fall back asleep with MC unaccounted for.

He gave a sleepy groan before kicking off the blankets and rising from the bed, heading towards his door.

He found the other human in the kitchen with the counter covered with peanut butter cookies and a plate of their own with them at the table with a glass of milk.

"Little Minx, was this really necessary at 2am?" He asked, smiling at them in a mild amusement.

The other human jumped at his voice and accidentally dropped their cookie in their milk, causing a splash and small drops of milk to spill on the table.

MC pouted, causing their boyfriend to give a small chuckle.

The sorcerer took a seat next to them and grabbed a cookie for himself, taking a bite as he watched MC try to fish their own cookie out of their milk.

"Why are you awake?" MC asked him softly.

Solomon raised an eyebrow.

"I believe that's my question for you, little Minx."

Silence. MC stared down into their milk, giving up and letting the cookie somewhat float inside.

The man frowned.

"I cannot help if you don't talk to me, MC."

"W...What's going to happen to us?" MC started to fidget in their seat. "I mean...summer is coming and...the school year is ending..."

Solomon watched the other human, letting them continue since he could tell they were trying to find their words in order to continue.

"Are you...is there..." MC bit their lip. "Are we gonna be invited back next year as exchange students? If not...are we...can we still be together? Or do we have to...ya know..."

"Do you honestly think I'd break up with you if we couldn't attend RAD anymore?"

"....."

The man sighed and pulled his Minx into a hug.

"This relationship isn't just something to past the time during my stay here. If that was all it was, I wouldn't have dated you or anyone." He told them. "I'm with you because...it's simply what I want to do. There's something here with you that I never had with others. Something I don't think I could ever let go of."

"Really?"

"Really, little Minx." He smiled at them. "I may not be sure when or if we'll be invited back here, but that will not be a factor in our relationship. We'll simply be happy in the Human realm for a while."

He pulled them in and gave them a long, sweet kiss.

"Now, let's finish off a few cookies and get back to sleep, alright, little Minx?"

Simeon:

MC was spending the night at Purgatory Hall after a game night. Lucifer allowed it, thinking MC would sleep in the extra room in Purgatory Hall, the one that originally would have been theirs anyway if Diavolo hadn't decided that they were safer at House of Lamentation.

Of course, MC was actually in bed with their boyfriend; the other two housemates knew of their relationship at this point and wouldn't tell others their secret.

At some point during the night, Simeon jolted awake. Did he have a bad dream? The man honestly didn't know since whatever he might have dreamt faded quickly as he focused on his breathing and reached out for his Feather--to find that they were no longer laying next to him.

For whatever reason, he had this sickening feeling in him as if something was wrong. He rushed out of bed and went in search of the human.

He found them in the kitchen, asleep on the floor in front of the oven

Which had smoke coming out of it.

The angel ran over and picked up the human, waking them in the process as he sat them by the entry way and went back to deal with the small fire in the oven.

"S-Simeon?" The human called him, sleepy and confused.

With the fire out, the man sighed in relief and returned to his Lamb's side, lowering himself to the floor and pulling them into his arms.

"Oh, my Feather..." He said softly, not losening the embrace.

MC's sleepy brain had finally caught up with the situation.

"Oh my...I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, I swear!"

"You're okay." The man pulled back and eyed them up and down. "You are okay, yes?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

Simeon pulled them back in and held them for a minute more before kissing their forehead.

"Now what were you doing, my Lamb? Why were you out of bed?"

"I was...baking."

"...MC, it's 2am."

The human looked away.

"I know..."

With a pained expression on their face, the human spoke of the bad anxiety they have been feeling as of late, how they were hoping that by staying the night here and sleeping by his side that such anxiety would dissipate, but all it actually did was remind them of all they are scared of.

This relationship...it's so delicate. They cannot openly be with each other without risking ruin. If the wrong person hears, if the Celestial realm even suspects it...everything could fall apart.

"I've just been scared of losing you and it's hard no being able to confide in Lucifer or Mammon or Beel or any of them like I usually do...so the anxiety I've been feeling just built up and I couldn't sleep so I decide get up and I eventually just thought I could bake a few cookies and just busy myself so I don't have to think about it, at least for the time being...but I guess I fell asleep anyway."

"My Feather...you should have told me." He wiped a tear from their cheek, one MC never knew had fallen till then. "I'm so sorry for the stress this has put on you."

"I couldn't...I...I'm scared. I was worried that if I told you how I felt, you'd leave me thinking it was best for me, but in reality, it would crush me."

"MC, I would never. This...you are everything to me. I love you so deeply that I simply wouldn't have the strength to do that."

"You promise?"

"I swear on my very soul that I will do all within my power to stay by your side."

The two stayed huddled together on the floor for awhile, taking comfort in the closeness.

"Well, this...ordeal explains my sudden consciousness earlier."

The angel explained his sudden jolt of panic as he searched for them in bed. When MC asked what he meant, the man continue.

"We seem to have an...unofficial covenant though I'm not quite sure how."

"What's a covenant?"

"It's...I suppose you could compare them to your pacts with the brothers. A covenant is the binding agreement with an angel and a human when they seek protection and Celestial blessings in their life, in exchange for them to serve and help the angel in the Celestial realm for a time after their death. It's to help humans while also serving as another way of expanding the Angelic population." He explained. "However, we have not made such a covenant nor could we if we wanted to...such an agreement cannot be made with those who have made pacts with demons. Still...somehow my soul is reacting to you as if we had made one."

The couple had more questions than answers about their lives together, but it was nothing they could solve that night.

The two talked for a while before Simeon picked his Lamb up and carried them back to bed.

The two fell asleep in an embrace, all worries still in place, but both still feeling that regardless of it all, where they truly belonged was right next to each other.